Im a mallwhore and my Pradas look like Tom Fords
Black leather actually, bro, excuse me gloves on, they hardcore
You got these in silver?
Yeah, yeah
No, like, shit
Im a mallwhore and my Pradas look like Tom Ford
Black gloves on, yeah, Im lookin hardcore
Hitman, yeah, Im rockin with the dark lord
If you all for me, baby, then Im all yours
Sometimes I dont understand what its all for
But I understand when they see me then they all sore
Death knockin on my door, thats the front door
Dip out of the back door, hop into the black Porsche
Hop into the black Porsche, she say I should talk more
I cant even talk more, you should check the scoreboard
Mallwhore, and my Pradas look like Tom Ford
Black gloves on, yeah, Im lookin hardcore
Walk in Neiman, yeah
Walk in Saks, yeah
Yeah, spend a rack, yeah
P-P-Prada backpack in the Fendi store, yeah
And you know we smell like weed in the Prada store
And you know we gettin free shit in Fendi stores, yeah
Prada backpackin in the Louis store
My girl said she need some shit too, I hit Dior
Boing
Im still in the night, yeah, Im out, yeah
Im still in the night, yeah, Im out, yeah
I know you see me winnin, allow it, uh
This Drain life, Im about it
Im the founder, yeah, I found it
Play the game, yeah, I foul it
Foul